Woke up from my 3 hours of sleep with a small cry. Did you guys in the house hear it? It may not have been loud, maybe only a voiced gasp. It was that kind of cry that, in your dream cannot escape and only begins to leak out as you being to gain consciousness. Then, when your eyes fixate on something in the darkness of your real room and your brain imagines that as the thing in your dream you are (waking up) (running away) from, the scream receives a sudden final push from your mouth.
In my dream I was hanging out by rivers in Japan. Initially there were people. Later the river seemed to be in the middle of nowhere but surrounded by cement. The stage of my dream was in front of a large cement wall - an area that could be under a bridge but I don’t recall there being a full bridge built over the river. Maybe only the wall and an overhanging slab, the rest of the bridge broken off. I had knowledge that there was a city in the not so far distance. I had to make this my home and hide that from the authorities of the city.
A structure was built on the cement bank in front of the cement wall, dividing a large square area into two with a frame running diagonally to join the enclosing frames and from these frames (I don’t know what else to call them) sheets and panels were hung, gaps between them. I made my resting grounds in one area and an old homeless man was in the other.
(Possibly my first night sleeping there) I awoke with an uneasy feeling. I looked to the “doorway” of my area. I could see the upper left corner of a pair of glasses frames peeking from the doorway wall. I moved forward and caught a glimpse of the side of a face which then retreated backwards. I threw something at the doorway and tried to scream but could not. A pair of legs stepped through the doorway, moving a body towards the right side of my “bed”. Half my mind tried to scream again and the other half went for safety but as my eyes opened in the real world it saw a jacket and towels hanging in front of me, creating shadows like those of a body standing over me. A dream figure jumped from those shadows and landed besides the mattress I was sleeping on (which is on the floor). Then I woke up completely.
For a long time afterwards I felt really uneasy and even now if I remember the image of those glasses peeking in the doorway I get freaked out. I think I’ve already had dreams like this one - ones where I am being watched and often by someone who is peering through a doorway. Are these dreams an effect of any specific mental state?
